Queer writer of weird things
I know, I know. It's Saturday, not Friday. Sue me. (Actually, please don't sue me. Anyway, moving on.) A pre-PS plug: My friend 'Nathan's YA novel, Exit Plans for Teenage Freaks, is available for preorder, but lucky me, I'm reading it right now and I think you should totally get it. Go on, I'll wait. …
Some people talk to their therapists, or their bartenders. I talk to the people who cut my hair. When I was getting a trim earlier this week, we got on the topic of tattoos. She had lots, and I only have a couple. I want another one, a larger one, but I want it to …
I went running again yesterday morning. There are a number of trails that criss-cross not far from where I'm staying; I think I've explored most of the ones that are in easy reach, and I was running along one that I'd already traveled so I wasn't expecting to see anything out of the ordinary like …
I was out running this past weekend in Olympia, and along one of the trails I happened across this staircase in the middle of the woods. I thought, how odd. Why would there be a set of concrete stairs in the middle of the forest? Being of a somewhat dark mood at the time, my thoughts went …
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